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It’s cold today. The wind hovers and hurts me like a knife. I hunch my neck and shoulders， trying to keep myself warm， but it does not work. The weather today is so bleak that I can’t help but recall what happened at the end of a school day.
It is the day of announcing the result of the math test. I thought I certainly did well in the exam and couldn’t wait to know the result. Finally， the bell rang and the school was over. The math teacher came into the classroom and said， “Now I’m going to announce the result of the test.” The teacher called students’ name one by one， and I finally heard my name—with a cannot-be-lower score. What？ My eyes widely opened. It couldn’t be. The test was quite important because it was related to the ranking of the whole grade， yet I failed it.
The wind blows me back to reality. I walk with a certain direction depressingly. I still need to reveal the scores to my mother. She is so looking forward to my test result， but how should I tell her about it？ Looking up at the sky， I don’t see a single sign of sunshine. Heavy clouds block the view.
I walk back home with my head down， and in a daze， I seem to catch a glimpse of green. I stopped immediately， carefully looking for the green “figure”. In this season， in such a cold day， how can it be so green？ It must have been illusion...
—Now I see it. I run over there. It turns out to be a blade of grass. The grass just stays there， so small， so weak， so fragile. High wind would have killed it simply， and a not-so-heavy stone would have destroyed it. But it still grows steadily， making its existence known to this world. The grass brings a sense of light， warmth， hope to the gloomy surroundings.
I look up at the sky， again， taking a long breathe. Dark clouds scatter a little， and a beam of sunlight comes out， shining over the grass.
Suddenly I’m relieved. Surely there are things in life that make you unhappy， depressed， or even desperate. It is I who care about the scores too much. It is I who do not want my mother to be disappointed. But I know my mother loves me， and she does not want to see me unhappy because of the test result. Life will always become better.
So I step forward to my way back home again.
今天很冷。寒風呼呼地吹着，像刀子刮在我脸上一样，生疼。我缩了缩脖子，耸起肩膀，试图让自己暖和一点，可是没有用。今天的天气是如此阴冷，我不禁回想起发生的那件事。
那天是公布数学考试成绩的日子。我认为自己一定考得很好，迫不及待地想知道成绩。终于，下课铃响了，要放学了。数学老师走进教室：“现在我来宣布考试成绩。老师一个一个地叫着同学的名字。终于，我听到了自己的名字，以及一个创历史新低的分数，什么？我瞪大了眼睛，怎么会？这次考试很重要，关系到全年级的排名，但我考砸了。
寒风将我拉回现实。我沮丧地走在路上——我还是得告诉妈妈我的成绩。她对我的成绩很期待，这可怎么交代啊。抬头望望天空，我看不见一缕阳光，厚重的乌云遮挡了阳光。
我耷拉着脑袋，朝着回家的方向走去，恍惚间似乎瞥见了一抹翠绿。我立即停下脚步，仔细地寻找着那翠绿的“身影”。在这个季节，在这么寒冷的天，还会有颜色那么翠绿的植物吗？那肯定是我的幻觉吧。
——我发现它了。我跑过去。原来是一株小草。它艰难地挺立在那里。在这种环境下，它显得那么渺小，那么脆弱。一阵大风就可以断了它的根，一颗稍大的石头就可以将它压坏。可是它依然站在那里，顽强地向自然昭示自己的存在。这株小草为周围阴沉的环境带来了一抹亮色，一丝温暖，一点希望。
我又一次抬头看着天空，长吁了一口气。乌云已经散去了些许，一束阳光透了出来，刚好照在这株小草身上，将它照得愈发通透翠绿。
我突然释怀了。生活中总有一些事让人不愉快、沮丧，甚至是绝望。是我自己太在意那个分数，是我自己不想令妈妈失望，但我知道妈妈爱我，她一定也不想看到我因为成绩而一蹶不振。生活总是会变好的。
于是我重新踏上了回家的路。
It is the day of announcing the result of the math test. I thought I certainly did well in the exam and couldn’t wait to know the result. Finally， the bell rang and the school was over. The math teacher came into the classroom and said， “Now I’m going to announce the result of the test.” The teacher called students’ name one by one， and I finally heard my name—with a cannot-be-lower score. What？ My eyes widely opened. It couldn’t be. The test was quite important because it was related to the ranking of the whole grade， yet I failed it.
The wind blows me back to reality. I walk with a certain direction depressingly. I still need to reveal the scores to my mother. She is so looking forward to my test result， but how should I tell her about it？ Looking up at the sky， I don’t see a single sign of sunshine. Heavy clouds block the view.
I walk back home with my head down， and in a daze， I seem to catch a glimpse of green. I stopped immediately， carefully looking for the green “figure”. In this season， in such a cold day， how can it be so green？ It must have been illusion...
—Now I see it. I run over there. It turns out to be a blade of grass. The grass just stays there， so small， so weak， so fragile. High wind would have killed it simply， and a not-so-heavy stone would have destroyed it. But it still grows steadily， making its existence known to this world. The grass brings a sense of light， warmth， hope to the gloomy surroundings.
I look up at the sky， again， taking a long breathe. Dark clouds scatter a little， and a beam of sunlight comes out， shining over the grass.
Suddenly I’m relieved. Surely there are things in life that make you unhappy， depressed， or even desperate. It is I who care about the scores too much. It is I who do not want my mother to be disappointed. But I know my mother loves me， and she does not want to see me unhappy because of the test result. Life will always become better.
So I step forward to my way back home again.
今天很冷。寒風呼呼地吹着，像刀子刮在我脸上一样，生疼。我缩了缩脖子，耸起肩膀，试图让自己暖和一点，可是没有用。今天的天气是如此阴冷，我不禁回想起发生的那件事。
那天是公布数学考试成绩的日子。我认为自己一定考得很好，迫不及待地想知道成绩。终于，下课铃响了，要放学了。数学老师走进教室：“现在我来宣布考试成绩。老师一个一个地叫着同学的名字。终于，我听到了自己的名字，以及一个创历史新低的分数，什么？我瞪大了眼睛，怎么会？这次考试很重要，关系到全年级的排名，但我考砸了。
寒风将我拉回现实。我沮丧地走在路上——我还是得告诉妈妈我的成绩。她对我的成绩很期待，这可怎么交代啊。抬头望望天空，我看不见一缕阳光，厚重的乌云遮挡了阳光。
我耷拉着脑袋，朝着回家的方向走去，恍惚间似乎瞥见了一抹翠绿。我立即停下脚步，仔细地寻找着那翠绿的“身影”。在这个季节，在这么寒冷的天，还会有颜色那么翠绿的植物吗？那肯定是我的幻觉吧。
——我发现它了。我跑过去。原来是一株小草。它艰难地挺立在那里。在这种环境下，它显得那么渺小，那么脆弱。一阵大风就可以断了它的根，一颗稍大的石头就可以将它压坏。可是它依然站在那里，顽强地向自然昭示自己的存在。这株小草为周围阴沉的环境带来了一抹亮色，一丝温暖，一点希望。
我又一次抬头看着天空，长吁了一口气。乌云已经散去了些许，一束阳光透了出来，刚好照在这株小草身上，将它照得愈发通透翠绿。
我突然释怀了。生活中总有一些事让人不愉快、沮丧，甚至是绝望。是我自己太在意那个分数，是我自己不想令妈妈失望，但我知道妈妈爱我，她一定也不想看到我因为成绩而一蹶不振。生活总是会变好的。
于是我重新踏上了回家的路。